Title: Moving On

Author: Raven Shadowrose

Rating: M

Pairing: ?/?

Summary: Dixie has been left broken hearted by Cyd's departure from the Holby team, what will happen when Cyd is replaced by Hannah Darbyshire and Dixie takes a liking to her? Will she find the happiness that she has been searching for, or will she end up with even more of a broken heart?

Disclaimer: I do not know or own any of the characters from Casualty, any original characters and the story are my property and I do not give permission for anyone to use this story.

A/N: This story will contain some femslash, if you do not wish to read then, by all means, back away slowly the way you came, other than that, enjoy the story and reviews are appreciated.

Thank you to chan. nelson4444, BeethovenRIP and WrittingWhat'sOnMyMind for all your reviews and PMs, be prepared for fluff in this chapter :)

Chapter Fourteen.

Hannah straightened the ornaments in her lounge, she was waiting for her dad, he was due any minute and she was nervous about telling him that she was seeing someone. She loved her dad, he wanted the best for her in life and she hoped that he would like Dixie when he met her. Hannah jumped when she heard the knock on the door, she looked in the mirror and checked her appearance one last time before opening the door. 'Dad, come in.'

'How is my little girl?' Hannah readily accepted the hug that her dad gave her.

'I'm okay.'

'Good, how are your colleagues treating you?'

'They're lovely, they made me feel like a member of the team from the minute that I started at Holby.'

'Do you like your new job then?'

'I do.'

'What is your boss like?'

'She's lovely, a very nice woman.'

'Hannah?'

'Yes dad.'

'You have a glow about you.'

'I do not.'

'You do, you've met someone, haven't you?'

'Yes, how did you know?'

'I know my little girl, and right now my little girl is falling in love.'

'Dad, you're making me blush now.'

'Is it a man or a woman?'

'A woman. We had our first date yesterday.'

'I told you that you had a glow about you.'

'It is early days, but I really like her.'

'Good, I want my little girl to be happy and if it takes a woman to make you happy, then so be it.'

'Mother won't be happy.'

'Let me handle your mother.'

'Do you think you can stop her turning up at my station again? She accused me of sleeping with Polly, my shift partner, and revealed to two of my colleagues that I was bisexual the last time she dropped in.'

'Leave it to me. When do I get to meet the lucky woman?'

'I'll have to talk to Dixie about that.'

'Dixie?'

'Her real name is Kathleen Dixon, Dixie is her nickname, she thinks that Kathleen makes her sound old.'

'How old is she?'

'Thirty-seven.'

'Ten years older.'

'Yes, but it isn't an issue.'

'What is she like?'

'She's just Dixie; kind and caring and a brilliant paramedic.'

'You sound very happy here.'

'I am.' Hannah smiled, her father was right, she really was very happy here.

Lawrence looked at his daughter, she was glowing and smiling, clearly this Dixie was making Hannah happy. He had been stunned when she admitted to being bisexual after coming back from university, but, he loved his daughter and just wanted her to be happy. He wished that he could say his wife felt the same way. She'd had very definite ideas of how Hannah should be and what she should grow up to be and when Hannah went against her and went to college, she hadn't been pleased. He'd been very proud of Hannah when she had got her job as a technician and then passed the paramedic exam, she was out there and making a difference in the world. 'Dad?'

'What is it?'

'Dixie told me that she has lost contact with a friend, someone she cares for very much, she still has a picture of her on her desk at work and she told me that she misses her. I know where she is and I have the number for her station. Do you think that I should contact her?'

'That is up to you. You say that she misses her so I think it will be worth a shot.'

'You do?'

'Yes, their friendship shouldn't be left to die. Where would you be without James?'

'I know, he's my best friend and I'd hate to lose contact with him.'

'Then you have your answer.'

'I do, thank you dad.'

'You're welcome. When are you seeing Dixie again?'

'Tonight, she's coming here and I'm cooking for her.'

'Do you want some help?'

'I'd love some.' Hannah smiled, she left her dad getting the ingredients out, she had a phone call to make.

Cyd was sat in the rec room at her new station, she was thinking about Dixie and how she had made the wrong decision when she left Holby. She missed everyone; Jeff and Polly, and Dixie the most of all. She couldn't return Dixie's feelings, but it was hard to let go of years of friendship. She was ashamed of the way she had gone behind Dixie's back and arranged a transfer, she was most ashamed of the fact that she had hurt her best friend. She held her lucky stone and rubbed at it, what she wouldn't give to see Dixie again.

Cyd was still thinking when her boss came in. 'Cyd, you have a phone call. Someone from Holby, they want to speak to you.'

'Did they say who it was?' She really hoped that it was Dixie.

'Someone named Hannah.' She was disappointed, but not surprised, Dixie had obviously given up trying to call her.

'I'll take it.' Cyd stood up and went to the phone. 'Hello?'

'Is that Cyd?'

'Speaking.'

'You don't know me, but, I believe that you used to work with a woman named Dixie.' Cyd's heart filled with fear, what if Dixie was hurt or dead? 'Is she all right? Please tell me that she's okay.'

'She's all right, apart from the fact that she is missing her best friend.'

'She's missing me?'

'Yes, a lot actually.'

'I don't understand, do you work at Holby?'

'I transferred there after you left.'

'So, you're my replacement?'

'Sort of, I could never replace you as Dixie's friend though.'

'Does she hate me?'

'No, she doesn't hate you.'

'Why did you call me?'

'I want you to meet with me.'

'Are you free next weekend?'

'Yes.'

'Do you know the coffee shop near Holby Train Station?'

'I do.'

'Can you meet me there at midday on Saturday?'

'Yes.'

'Okay. Are you going to tell Dixie?'

'No, you may get here and decide that you can't see her.'

'Yes, good point.'

'If you want to see her then we'll arrange it on the day.'

'How?'

'I'll ask her to meet me for a coffee.'

'Okay, thank you Hannah.'

'You're welcome.'

'Bye Hannah.'

'Bye Cyd.' Cyd put down the phone and found that she was still holding her lucky stone, maybe it still had some power after all.

Dixie stood in front of her wardrobe, she was due at Hannah's in an hour and she had no idea what she was going to wear, she had tried on almost every item of clothing that she owned and she wasn't any closer to picking something. 'Princess.' Dixie turned to see Jeff stood at her door. 'You look troubled.'

'I don't know what to wear.'

'Answer me something, which items do you like the most out of those clothes?' Dixie picked out her dark blue jeans and blue shirt. 'What is wrong with them Dixie?'

'I don't know, I'm not sure they're right.'

'That shirt brings out your eyes Dixie, you should wear it.'

'Do you think so?'

'Yeah, go with your first instinct.'

'Thanks Jeff.'

'You're welcome princess.' Dixie smiled and sat at her dressing table, now that she had her outfit sorted she could put on her make-up, she didn't want to overdo it as Hannah had said casual, but she did want to wear a little bit. 'Do you think I should get my hair cut again Jeff?' Her hair had grown to nearly reaching her shoulders and it was the longest that it had ever been. 'No, it suits you like that princess, it softens your features.'

'Okay, but what I should do with it?'

'Straighten it and just leave it loose. Come here princess, I'll do it for you.' Dixie carried on putting on her make up as Jeff straightened her hair for her. 'Where did you learn to straighten women's hair Jeff?'

'I have a daughter remember, she used to like having her hair straightened, and before she went to London that was part of my duties.'

'Sounds like Sophia, I bet she's grown very tall now.'

'She has, she's beautiful.'

'Of course she is, she's your little girl, she'll always be beautiful to you.'

'I know, I'm biased. Look in the mirror Miss Dixon.' Dixie looked at herself and saw someone she didn't quite recognise.

'Is that me?'

'Yes princess.' Jeff was right about her longer hair suiting her, it framed her face and made her look younger. 'You look gorgeous, now get dressed and go to see that beautiful girlfriend of yours.'

'She's not my girlfriend yet.'

'No, but she will be, anyone can see that you two are meant for each other.' Dixie smiled and hugged Jeff.

'Thank you.'

'I'll drop you off Dixie, you should be chauffeured in style to your date.'

'You're a sweet man Jeffrey Collier, now out, I need to get dressed.' Dixie smiled at Jeff as he waved at her and left her room, she felt a lot more confident about tonight now.

Hannah stood in her room, she had done her make up and left her hair loose, it was more natural than how she wore it normally. She had just dried it and brushed it out, leaving the natural waves in it. She had butterflies rampaging around her stomach as she wondered what Dixie would think of her look. She only had a small amount of make up on to frame her eyes and give them a bit of definition. She sprayed her favourite perfume on her wrists and neck and looked at herself in the mirror. She took the opportunity to look over her outfit in the mirror; a simple pair of black jeans and a white blouse with a few of the buttons left undone. Hannah crossed her fingers and took a deep breath, she hoped that Dixie liked her look, it was time to go downstairs and put the finishing touches to the dinner, Dixie would be here soon.

Lawrence looked up as Hannah came in. 'You look beautiful, my little girl is all grown up.'

'Thanks dad.'

'You're welcome sweetheart.'

'I mean it, for helping me with the dinner and everything.'

'I get to spend time with my beautiful daughter and that makes me happy. Come here.' Lawrence hugged Hannah and kissed her on the head. 'Now, I want you to enjoy your evening with the woman that makes you happy.'

'I will.' Lawrence stepped out of the hug and picked up his coat off the back of the chair.

'I'll come and see you again soon Hannah, maybe next time I can meet the woman you're in love with.'

'I hope so too, please don't leave it so long next time.'

'I promise to come and see you more often.' Lawrence waved at Hannah and got into his car, he was going to keep his promise to come and see Hannah more often.

Hannah composed herself, she really did miss her dad and she wished that she could see him a lot more than she did. She checked that everything was ready and in place for when Dixie arrived, she wasn't sure how Dixie would like what she had on the menu. It was quite posh food, but food that anyone could enjoy, she hoped that Dixie would like it and enjoy it. She dimmed the lights in the kitchen and the lounge, she didn't want things to be too romantic, but she wanted the lights to be low enough to suggest that it was quite an intimate meal. Hannah felt the butterflies in her stomach return as the time got closer to seven, she took a few deep breaths to calm herself.

Dixie looked up at Hannah's house from the passenger seat of the car. 'Jeff, how do I look?'

'You look beautiful Dixie, get in there.'

'Thank you for helping me.'

'It is a pleasure princess. What time should I pick you up, assuming you want picking up that is.'

'Jeffrey Collier, what are you suggesting?'

'Nothing princess, though I might be a little disappointed if you call me to come and get you.'

'Jeffrey, stop it.'

'All I'm saying is that it would be nice for you to spend a full evening with the woman you're in love with, maybe even cuddle up together in Hannah's bed.'

'Oh, Jeff you're a romantic.'

'Don't tell anyone.'

'I know, you have a reputation to protect.'

'Go on Dixie, the fair Hannah is waiting for you.' Dixie took a deep breath and got out of the car, she walked up to Hannah's house and rang the bell. Jeff's words were running around her head, cuddling up with Hannah all night was very appealing, maybe she would bring it up and see what Hannah thought of it.